When Yang was sleeping in a daze, that small, soft body slipped into his arms.
Hera rested her head on Yang Luo's arm and turned her back to Yang Luo.
According to the 'sleeping position analysis' in those emotional gossips, this position is the most cozy way between lovers, and her choice to turn her back to Yang Luo also means that all defenses have been removed.
That is, Yang Luo turned over in the middle of the night and threw Hera to the other side.
Hera was a little speechless after being knocked awake.
Is this the physical strength that normal humans should have?
Biologists use foul language.
She turned over along Yang Luo's arm, opened her eyes and looked at the man close at hand, a little lost in thought.
In the past two years, she had lived a very happy life.
As is often shown in movies, the love affair between young men and women is the poison that is most likely to soften people's fighting spirit.
Half a year after confirming their relationship, they passed the final hurdle.
Although the fundamental reason is that Yang Luo came back three times in total in that half year;
But Hera still felt that she gained Yang Luo's respect.
From that time on, Hera seemed to have been opened to a new world by Yang Luo. Although she didn't want to admit it, Yang Luo had brought her countless happy times.
Whenever Yang Luo came back to her, Hera would always have no intention of working, and would constantly have thoughts of laziness and pleasure, and would fall into reflection and self-blame after indulging in pleasure.
She didn't know what was wrong with her and why she was so weak.
Fortunately, Yang Luo was very busy, and the two of them could only get together for a few days every few months. This way Hera could ensure that she devoted most of her energy to work.
Hera didn't care about what Yang Luo did outside, nor did she ask.
They are not a normal couple.
In addition to the ever-heating male-female relationship between the two, there are also several special relationships.
Prisoners and Prisoners;
The provider and the supported;
The rescuer and the rescued.
Hera understood that Yang Luo had to restrict her freedom, and was grateful to Yang Luo for providing her with a stable experimental environment and experimental samples, so that she could freely carry out research on Zerg.
The only thing Hera felt uncomfortable about was that Yang Luo always insisted on using safety measures when the two were normally intimate.
She knows her body very well. Of course she knows when she is fertile and when she is infertile. She also monitors the changes in hormones in her body.
She always felt that Yang Luo was concerned that she had been infected with Zerg samples.
The light of stars shines through the curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows into the warm-toned cabin.
Hera opened her big eyes first.
Seeing that Yang Luo was still sleeping soundly, she immediately smiled.
Start planning.
Hera carefully moved Yang Luo's hand away, quietly left his arms, and slipped into the cloakroom next door like a civet.
Not long after, she finished washing and tidying up, put on light makeup, put on stockings, and a translucent black gauze, and got into Yang Luo's arms again.
She wanted to conduct an experiment to see if Yang Luo still insisted on using safety measures in this atmosphere.
If so, she will reconsider the relationship between the two and increase the distance between them.
A few galactic hours later.
"Captain arrives on the bridge!"
Yang Luo appeared on the bridge of the battleship General Wagelu refreshed.
The technicians, soldiers, and officers on duty stood up in unison and saluted Yang Luo with military salutes or attention salutes.
Yang Luo smiled and waved, walked up the steps to the captain's area of the main console, sat in a chair, crossed his legs habitually, took the refreshing drink from the beautiful navigator, and signed several daily documents
Got the word.
In less than five minutes, he completed the captain's daily work again.
Because battleships are usually used as the flagship of ordinary formations, the bridge of a battleship is nearly twice as large as that of an ordinary star cruiser.
Buzz, buzz.
Yang Luo's watch vibrated slightly.
He pressed lightly on the corner of the dial, and a hidden earphone popped out and was inserted into his ear.
"Boss, there is nothing strange about Miss Hera's body."
Lu's voice sounded a bit dissatisfied:
"Although I should not interfere with the private interaction between you and Miss Hera, I need to remind you that Hera still has instability and unknowns."
"We still can't determine how she accessed the Zerg communication network."
Yang Luo laughed softly and said: "Lu, there are a lot of things to consider about relationships. She obviously felt that her self-esteem was damaged before."
"Well," Ritsu muttered, "the human emotion system is indeed the most commendable part of this species."
Yang Luo smiled and said: "Let's make a daily report."
Lu began to broadcast quickly:
"There has been no news related to Whirlpool in the past week. There have been large-scale demonstrations in the New Federation. The Guel Alliance still shows signs of intervening in the war between the New Federation and the Sherman Empire. The CIA is increasing its bribery of Guel Alliance politicians."
"The economy in Luofeng is stable, and the Sherman Empire's favorability towards Luofeng has not decreased. Edwan's ascension to the throne has been among the top three Internet hot words in the Sherman Empire for sixteen consecutive hours."
"Our secret base is developing steadily, and the development of the second base is 67% complete."
Yang Luo rested his arms on his head, closed his eyes and thought.
If he didn't know that Posuo was still alive, Yang Luo felt that he would have had a very easy life in the past two years.
Unfortunately, he has never been able to find traces of Whistle, leaving a layer of haze in his heart.
Referring to the time interval between the last time Posu was greeted by an anti-matter bomb and her appearance, two years were enough for her to regain her strength.
To Yang Luo, she is like a poisonous snake, now hiding in the dark space of the universe, and may spring out at any time, revealing her sharp fangs.
Several times, Yang Luo couldn't help but go to the Sherman Empire and the airspace where Bosa first appeared.
When they are in the same airspace, they can sense each other.
Fortunately, Yang Luo did not lose his mind.
Why not use warships and large-caliber ion cannons?
He is inferior to Posuo in terms of ancient god's power, so of course he has to give full play to his advantages in other aspects.
Therefore, Yang Luo formed the current elite formation and installed biological detection systems on all ships in the formation, striving to achieve early detection and early firing.
In addition, Dark Star has also made some corresponding arrangements.
Yang Luo gave those mechanical thinking entities the opportunity to form a small fleet, which was considered another team of his and a small trump card.
"Law, how is the analysis of that intelligence going?"
"Boss, 80% of it has been analyzed."
Lu clicked her tongue softly:
"The new federal CIA has updated their encryption method, but the team that updated the encryption method has not changed. I can follow their logic and try to crack it, and I will probably have the result today."
"However, at this stage, it can be confirmed that this intelligence obtained by chance half a year ago does contain information about the insect burial site."
"Two years have passed since the Battle of Ostar. Assuming that there is contact between the insect swarms, those surviving insect swarms should have maintained secretive and rapid development, and it is very likely that a real insect plague will break out in the near future."
"This is your chance to improve your strength, boss."
"To be honest, I don't really want to go to the Sherman Empire," Yang Luo said with a smile, "Let's decipher this information first. If it is in a remote area of the Sherman Empire and far away from the area where Whisper may be active, then we
Just go there."
He stretched and his eyes became a little more fiery.
"I haven't fought seriously in two years. I just train and train every day."
"Okay boss," Lu suggested, "If we can detect the real insect plague in advance, you may be able to equal the whirling in power level. The identity of the white ghost happens to be the best cover for our activities in the Sherman Empire.
"
Yang Luo smiled and said nothing.
He had created the White Ghost Organization on a whim before, and unexpectedly it had really produced good results.
The busy mechanical thinking body assistant continues her heavy daily work.
The leisurely secondary ancient god's life form began to use iron hammering to dispel his energy that had nowhere to put it every day.
At noon, Yang Luo ate a box lunch with rich side dishes, opened the Internet access terminal he used in Luofeng, and looked for the few friends list.
He wanted to find someone to chat with and kill his free time.
Edwang has just ascended the throne and must be busy with a lot of things.
The old man Kolev is inspecting the construction of a factory in the third administrative star. He must be socializing at this time. There is nothing interesting to talk to him.
This old guy followed the Feinan for one operation and then decisively returned to the commercial field.
Stealing technology is indeed too boring, far less exciting than driving the Feinan to rob merchant ships.
Yang Luo flipped through the list.
He can't harass 026 who is undergoing high-intensity combat training. Go find Dabiqi and talk to him about anthropology.
The network access terminal suddenly vibrated, and the avatar of a beautiful girl popped out.
The content of the avatar is very interesting. It is the back view of a girl wearing a tulle princess dress. Her back is facing the light and facing the darkness. She is holding a knight's sword in her hand. She has a slender figure and a slender neck.
Emilia, Her Royal Highness is the fourth princess of the Fallen Wind Empire. After Edwang ascended the throne, she also became the eldest princess of the Fallen Wind Empire.
She still has the right to inherit the throne until Edwan gives birth to an heir.
Emilia sent a video invitation. Yang Luo looked around, reduced the projection screen to the size of a palm, and then clicked to agree.
The interior of the princess's bedroom appears on the screen.
With a ponytail pulsing slightly, Emilia appeared in the center of the screen wearing a melee training suit, with a little sweat on her forehead, and her face now looked more and more like her beautiful mother.
"Good afternoon, bounty hunter."
"Well, good afternoon, my employer."
Yang Luo smiled and said, "You have nowhere to use your pocket money again?"
"Well, I just purchased a few escort mechas, and I don't have any extra pocket money to hire you for work."
Emilia blinked, her light eyes filled with hesitation.
Yang Luo took the initiative and asked: "Is there anything difficult? You have a credit line with me."
"Mom is going home," Emilia said in the smallest voice, "Debriefing."
Yang leaned back, inserted a piece of tender and juicy synthetic meat, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it slowly.
He said: "This is normal. The princess cannot lose the opportunity to go home to visit relatives."
"But this isn't very safe," Emilia bit her lip.
She was in the puberty stage and her appetite was obviously aroused.
Emilia said: "I talked to my mother, and Aunt Faline is going back with her. They have to explain an accident that happened two years ago. I'm a little uneasy and plan to go with them. Do you think it's okay?
?”
Aunt Farin refers to Princess Diana's personal maid.
Yang Luo frowned tightly: "What are you doing there?"
"Looking familiar," Emilia shrugged slightly, "and I am just fifteen years old now. No Sherman noble will ask me to propose marriage. I want to act together with my mother and Aunt Faline."
Yang Luo thought carefully.
Emilia didn't say much, her meaning had been conveyed.
Yang Luo probably understood that the princess went to the Sherman Empire firstly to supervise Princess Dana and her personal maids at close range, and secondly to protect Princess Dana and allow her to return to the Luofeng Empire normally.
Dana is an intelligence officer in the Sherman Empire's Foreign Service.
Her mission was to get close to the former emperor of the Luofeng Empire, gain his trust, give birth to an heir, and after the Sherman Empire replaced the previous emperor, supervise the omnimachine at close range and provide cover for it.
Now that Edwan has ascended the throne, he appears to be obedient to the Sherman Empire's advice, and has even taken the initiative to send some generous gifts to the Sherman Empire.
Princess Dana, an intelligence agent, is likely to encounter an accident in order to erase the "crime" that the Sherman Empire once committed against Emperor Luofeng.
Emilia is different.
Regardless of Princess Dana's other status, Emilia is Princess Luofeng, Edwang's most valued family member, and has a high reputation in the Luofeng Empire.
Emilia's presence is the best protection for Princess Dana and her personal maids.
but.
Yang Luo looked at Emilia's pretty face.
Compared with ordinary young girls, she already has that elegance and intellectuality when she is in the royal family; her figure has also grown rapidly in the past two years, and she has reached the aesthetic point of some fallen nobles in the empire.
Yang Luo asked: "What should you do if someone wants to molest you?"
He will definitely regret doing this, "Emilia grabbed the knight's sword on the side and made several sword-swinging movements."
It's pretty decent.
"Be careful," Yang Luo said in a deep voice, "If you have any questions, please contact Edwang directly."
"You agreed?"
Emilia said with some surprise, but she immediately adjusted her tone: "I accept your suggestion, bounty hunter."
"Hmm," Yang Luo thought carefully, "Remember to say hello to your brother in advance about this. Do you know what to say?"
"I know how to do these things," Emilia pointed to the dozens of plates of food in front of Yang Luo and asked in a low voice, "Have a good meal, why do you eat so many calories without any change in your body and face?"
Yang Luo explained calmly: "I have passed the growth stage."
"Oh, yes, you are many years older than me," Emilia suddenly showed a disgusted expression and hung up the message.
Yang Luo touched his chin.
There is something really wrong with his body.
He won't age, has no wrinkles, and won't even grow a beard, which makes him want to try the beard look a luxury.
But this is reasonable.
If it is the beard of a secondary ancient god life form, what kind of razor should be used?
Special diamond?
Yang Luo searched for the fiefdom of Earl Mensah of the Sherman Empire, which was the nominal natal family of Princess Dana.
Just as Yang Luo was studying Count Mensa's family fortune at the star map on the projection screen, a text message from Liangdong popped up in the corner.
[Boss, the information has been cracked. There is a coordinate point near the buried insect planet that the Sherman Empire has not discovered yet.
[Count Mensa has been in great power recently. Zhong Feng commanded a victorious battle and was recognized by the Yifu Chamber of Commerce.
Yang Luo thought for a while and sent a message to Lu.
【Make a plan and we set out to find bugs.】
【Good boss.】
The message box disappears on its own.
Yang Luo continued to observe the star map of Count Mensa's fiefdom and compared it with the star field where the Valkyrie was hiding.
at the same time.
Minter City, the first star of the New Federation.
The areas with the best climate on the entire planet have been transformed into three-dimensional cities, housing billions of people.
There are three rings on the periphery of the planet, with the far, middle and near suspended outside the atmosphere. This kind of ring-planet space station, which is extremely expensive to build, is the trade port with the largest throughput in the galaxy.
In the viewing area of Minte City, you can see stars for several months every year, like wearing a pair of sunglasses. They are two huge Dyson clouds, which continuously send the energy of stars to Minte.
The city's spaceport supplies the entire planet.
Mingte City maintains a relatively retro street scene at the bottom of the towering buildings. The deputy director in a suit frowned and opened the door of a beverage shop.
The interior decoration of the store is very old, and the smell of damp and rotten wood is everywhere. Because of the high-rise buildings, it doesn't get much solar radiation. It doesn't seem like a good place to chat.
The deputy director walked to the corner, where a middle-aged man had already stood up.
Allison, a new political star who began to emerge in the New Federation four years ago, owns huge shares in several multinational companies and has extremely high popularity among voters.
The deputy director stepped forward to shake hands with the middle-aged man, gave him an ugly smile, and then sat unceremoniously on the sofa opposite, leaning back with a displeased look on his face.
"Okay, Congressman, what do you want to say when you brought me here mysteriously?"
Allison narrowed his eyes and smiled: "We can make a deal."
"Deal? What deal?" the deputy director frowned, "You know who you are chatting with, right?"
Allison said slowly: "Of course, the director of the CIA is half a politician and is at risk of being dismissed at any time, but the seven deputy directors are the real power players. You who have mastered the intelligence system have extremely high power.
"
"Uh-huh," said the deputy director, "I just serve this country."
"This is also the reason why I chose to communicate with you," Allison calmed down his words and said slowly, "I have a way to deal with the white ghost. This is not an empty promise."
The deputy director said: "What to deal with? Use your wonderful ability to accurately predict which political party will come to power? Or use your excellent boxing and kicking skills? You once eliminated more than a dozen gang members by yourself. I have read this information."
Allison smiled and said nothing: "Before talking about this method, I think we can talk about the conditions."
"what would you like?"
"All the information about White Ghost," Allison said, "This is also the prerequisite for me to be able to deal with him. In addition, I want to cooperate with you for a long time. My dream does not stop at being an ordinary congressman."
The deputy director raised his eyebrows slightly, stood up slowly, and snorted softly to Allison.
"You are insulting me, Congressman Allison. I only serve this country, not myself."
"The white ghost is also my enemy."
Allison picked up the drink in front of him and drank it slowly:
I do have a certain amount of predictability, which is due to my insight and the intelligence I have obtained.
//But now, the white ghost is disturbing me. He is constantly active, making everything in the galaxy develop in a direction that I cannot foresee.
"The insect plague that shouldn't have happened now was exposed by him two years ago. This surprised me. I also didn't expect that the source of the insect plague in the Sherman Empire turned out to be a man-made disaster. At the same time, I also started to pay attention to this guy."
"I suspect that he is the same type of being as me."
"Same category?" The deputy director frowned slightly, "What are you talking nonsense about?"
"This is not nonsense," Allison looked up at the deputy director, the buttons on his cuffs emitted invisible gas, "Sit down."
His voice has some inexplicable charm.
The deputy director frowned and sat down, looking a little dull.